BLURB Nathan had an easygoing, aimless life—until he met Rosie. Their encounter wasn’t supposed to happen, but the mistake of that meeting would haunt him forever. She showed up on his porch the next day, her assistant by her side, holding a stunning, diamond ring. “Marry me,” she declared. Nathan stared at her, stunned. “We’ve only met once.” She nodded, her expression unflinching. “And I felt something between us. I think we’re compatible enough to make this work.” He shut the door in her face. She was crazy. The whole thing was crazy. They’d barely spoken for a minute, and now she was proposing marriage? But by the following day, Nathan found himself standing at the altar, staring at Rosie as she smiled and slid the ring onto his finger. With that single gesture, she sealed their fate. She didn’t say it out loud, but her eyes spoke for her: You’re mine.